Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-01-09

find him as docile rs l am. Decoyed into
"a snowdriit and frozen, you might get
some valuable experiences in resuscitatiOn
by thawing him"
Il fancied you had done that already,
Kate" whispered Mrs. Hale.
Freezing is theuew suggestion for pain
less surgery said Lee, coming to Rates
relief with ready tact, 'only the knowledge
should be more generally spread. There
was a man up at Strawberry fell under a
sledge load of wood in the snow. Stunned
by the shock, he was slowly freezing to
death when, with a tremendous effort, he
succeeded in freeing himself all but his
right leg, pinned down by a small log,
His AK happened to have fallen within
reach, and a few blows on the log freed
him.
"And saved the poor fellows life" said
Mrs. Scott, who was listening with sympa'
thizing intensity.
AT the expense of his left leg, which
he had unknowingly cut off under the
pleasing supposition that it was a log
returned Lee, demurely.
Nevertheless, in a few moments heman'
aged to divert the slightly shocked sus'
capabilities of the old lady with som
raillery of himself, and did not again in
terrupt the even, good humored commun'
ion of the part. The rain beating against
the windows and the fire sparkling on the
hearth seemed to lend q charm to theiI
peculiar isolation, and it was not until Mrs,
Scott rose with a warning that they were
trespasSing upon the rest OF their patient
that they discovered that the evening had
slipped by uunoticed. When the door al
last closed on the bright, sympathetic eyes
of the two young women and the mOtherly
benediction of the elder, Falkner walked
1.-THE window, and remained silent, look
ing into the darkness. Suddenly no turn
ed bitterly to his companion.
This is Just h-ll, George"
George Lee, with a smile still on hi:
boyish face, lazily moved his head.
II don't know. If it wasn't for tho OLD
woman, who is the n solid chunk o.
absolute goodness here, expecting nothing,
wanting nothing, it would be good fur
enough! These two women, cooped up in
the house, wanted excitement. They've
got it! That man Hale wanted to show
off by going for us; he's had his chance,
and will have it again before I've done
with him. That id fool of n messenger
wanted to 60 out of his way to exchange
shots with me; l recken he's the most
satisfied of the lot! l don't know why
you should growl. You did your level
best to get away from here, and the result
is that little Puritan is ready to worship
you"
"Yes-but this playing it on them
George-this-"
who's playing it? Not you; l see
you've given away Il m already"
~ couldn't lie, and they know nothing
by that"
do you think they would be happy by
knowing it? Do you think hat soft little
creature would be as happy as she was to
night if she knew that her husband had
been indirectly the means of laying me by
the heels here? Where is the swindle!
This hole in my leg? If you had been five
minutes under that girls id sympathetic
fingers you'd have thought it wa genuine
Is it in our trying to get away? Do YOU
call that ten feet drift in the pass a swindlei
Is it in the chance of Hale getting bach
while we're here? That's real enough,
isn't it? / say, Ned, did you ever give
your unfettered intellect TO the contempla.
ton of that?"
Falkner did not reply. There was an
interval of silence, but he could see from
the movement of Georges shoulders thai
he was shaking with suppressed laughter.
"Fancy Mrs. Hale archly introduc;se
her husband! My offering him a chair,
but being all the time Obliged to cover him
with a derringer under the bedclothes.
Your rushing in from your peaceful pastoral
pursuits in the barn, with a pitchfork in
one hand and the girl in the other, and
her dear old nanny sympathizing al
round and trying to make everything com
Portable"
Il should not be alive to see it George p
said Falkner, gloomily.
you'd manage to pitchfork me and
those two women on Hals's horse and ride